Usually, your mornings at the school were very peaceful and quiet. After waking up, you took a shower and then went to have breakfast with your friends. But today, the morning was quite a bit different than it had ever been. Your friendship with Warren and Kurt had always been kind of weird, the two of them had very different personalities so they didn't really get along. But you thought their dispute was only about their personalities clashing, not because of... you.

So when you popped out of your room, you certainly didn't expect to hear the two of them downstairs having an argument. It was barely past eight, Warren was a major sleepyhead you would have to bang around his dorm room before he'd finally agree to wake up. So that alone was weird, but then you also heard Kurt being angry. And he very rarely got angry, so there were two things that weren't adding up this morning.

Just before you'd be rushing over to see what's the matter, you heard Warren say your name. You froze for a moment, and then made your way to the stairway, stopping into the blind spot to hide to listen in.

"I'm just saying," you heard Warren say, and could almost see in your mind how he smirked at Kurt. "If anyone were to take them out, it should be someone with class. You know, someone who can actually take them above the clouds. Literally."

"Ach, bitte," Kurt scoffed. "You act like they're a prize to be won, ja? Maybe they'd prefer someone who isn't so... so vain!"

You heard how Warren shifted, judging by the sound of his wings brushing against something. "You think I'm vain? At least I'm not going around teleporting and spooking them all the time, you're going to cause them a heart attack with that!"

You heard a bamf and Kurt appeared to the base of the stairs, his back to you, but it was enough to make you almost drop your books and you scrambled back to hide.

You heard Kurt continue. "And I'm not strutting around like an overconfident peacock trying to find a mate!"

You almost heard your brains whirring, denying the obvious. They didn't really have anyone else in common who they both spent time with, but surely this can't be about you? They were talking about your namesake, or you heard wrong and Warren didn't say your name, or maybe he didn't say a name at all. You were just tired, hearing things.

Right?

You heard Warren's boots as he walked, probably circling Kurt. "Listen, Elf, you're sweet. I'll give you that. But they need someone confident, classy, and charming. Not someone who's constantly second-guessing himself and feels insecure."

Kurt replied again. "And you think you're that person who can make them happy? You don't even know their favorite book, do you? Or how they like their tea when they're stressed? I know them, better than you ever could, I would know how to make them feel loved!"

Warren huffed. "I know I'm the person who can make them happy and feel loved, and I don't need knowledge of some stupid books or tea bags when—"

"Stop!" you exclaimed before you could hold yourself back, and the bickering stopped immediately like a wall just rose in front of it. You still weren't fully sure if it was about you, even though there weren't really other people who could be the one.

You descended the stairs to find both boys frozen, staring at you with eyes as big as plates.

"How much did you hear?" Warren asked, and you shrugged.

"There's someone you both have a crush on," you started, and then sighed. "I only could make up one person who it is. So uh, is it... me?"

They both looked away the moment you said that, and you felt blood rushing to your own cheeks. You didn't know what to say, or how to feel. Were you flattered? Yes, but you also felt bad because the next thing you had to do was to turn them both down.

"Okay. Um. Yeah, this isn't the way you'll get my, or anyone's attention," you sighed. "And I'm not... looking for a relationship right now."

They didn't reply at first, just glanced at each other sheepishly. You all stood there for a moment, before Kurt cleared his throat.

"I... I did not mean to cause trouble," Kurt muttered. "I only want to make sure you are happy, not because I want to fight with Warren."

Warren shrugged. "Yeah, well, I wasn't exactly trying to make a fool of myself either. I just..." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "I don't know. I guess I was just trying to prove I could be the better choice for you."

You crossed your arms. "Well, I hope you both know that trying to fight over me is just embarrassing, both for you and me. I really don't want Scott to see you both swooning over me or bickering because of me, his teasing would never end."

Kurt shifted on his feet. "I... I am sorry, truly. I let my feelings get the better of me." He laid a sideways glance at Warren before adding, "And I let him get to me."

You could see Warren wanted to snap back at Kurt's provocation, but forced himself to stay calm. "Yeah. Okay, same here. Sorry. We were dumb."

You sighed again, looking at the two over. "And for your information, I like both of you. But only as friends. Please, let's focus on that right now."

They were both silent at that, so you glanced towards the kitchen. "Well, I'm starving. If you want to join me for breakfast, you're welcome to. But no bickering there either."

"I will make your favourite!" Kurt chirped, and then glanced at his backpack. "But first I have to return a book to the library."

You nodded with a smile, but when you turned away and had walked at the end of the hallway, you heard Warren mutter, "I'll still be the one who wins their heart one day."

Kurt growled as a response, and you rolled your eyes. Boys.